choices

so many things i want to say
yet when i saw him earlier today
fingers tripped and the words were lost
i could not keep the tears at bay
to stay or not the choice is mine
either way the future is fine
for every move there is a cost
if only he could give me a sign

crybaby

Its nightime and I'm thinking of you
watching anime and feeling so blue
A thorn in the side a cloud in the sky
a figment of my imagination that can never come true
Wishes and dreams both bitter and sweet
Memories of lust that make my heart beat
No questions asked, no what or why
avoid talk of the future cause it just isn't neat.